His features were profoundly handsome, like a masterpiece crafted by the world's top artisan, exuding an aura of noble abstinence.
"Lucas!" She was the first to approach him softly and uncontrollably, clinging to him entirely, seemingly unafraid of the azure water. Instead, the heat within her body replaced the fear. Yes, she was so numb from his kisses that her legs restlessly rubbed against each other as she moved closer to him.
"Little thing..." She really couldn't take the teasing, so eager. He curved his lips, and his large hand slowly moved up her smooth back, finally resting on the back of her head, supporting her head, making it easier for him to take what he wanted.
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After a night of indulgence, Eva Nightingale felt sore and weak all over when she woke up the next day.
Her body was covered in suggestive marks. Last night, from the swimming pool to the room, they didn't leave any place untouched... This damn man, is this abstinence! How is this abstinence!
